
Remember, before touring the village enjoy the expanse of vast rice fields with the sound produced by the dance of a bunch of rice.
The bike is now used by Roni and Jaka to go to school. Previously, they walked or sometimes hitchhiked next door neighbors who had cars.
Seeing the two of them have left the house, now it is my turn to continue the activity.
In my solitude at this time, I pray briefly for my two sisters who are studying. “Yes Allah, with all the praise of the universe just for you, grant them salvation and smoothness.”
I know that God will grant the prayers of his servants, I also know that there is no limit whatsoever to asking the Creator of all nature.
Right now, my job is to wash the dishes that have just been used. After that, I prepared the basket in the kitchen and immediately brought it to the front of the terrace.
The basket I used everyday to transport my merchandise to the market.
I also have an ontel bike that was once bought by Dad because I managed to get a rank 2 in class.
Many parts of the ontel bike are blue and white that has rusted. I cleaned my bike using a used cloth, and immediately put my trading basket on the back saddle.
I went back to get inside the house and headed to the kitchen to pick up two banana leaf ties, sambal, and fried.
I took all my wares and put them in two baskets left right. As much as possible should be balanced so as not to fall in the middle of the road.
After I thought everything was in balance, I went back inside and took the rice.
Kubopong rice on top of which covered the old red napkin and I put it in the front basket.
Long breath this time out of my mouth, even I have not set out to pedal to the market alone already felt there was sweat coming out of my forehead.
I went back inside and took the little red wallet my mother gave me. I see my money is still complete, a sign that Roni and Jaka have not taken an allowance today.
Aware of that, hurrying I immediately locked the house and went after the two of them who should still not be too far away. At least, if they arrive, I can leave it to the teacher later.
Do not forget to say basmalah for a moment every day will start my day, and hope today is given the best sustenance.
Meter by meter I passed with my bike that had made a lot of loud noises.
I realized that I could not buy a new bike, but I kept trying to take care of it by routinely checking the lubricant chain and wind pressure on both wheels.
That loud voice is also what motivates me to work, with that voice, my focus on pedaling will not be distracted.
Although the pedal of my bike felt heavy, but this time I had to keep pedaling even faster in order to give my two brothers pocket money.
A few minutes passed I still saw no sign of them, I thought that this time they had arrived or were close to school.
Yes, their school if measured distance of about four kilometers. Fortunately, the route to the market is in line with the schools of Roni and Jaka.